My mouth floods with her juices, which I savor like a delicacy. It’s so damn hot and wild having Ali bucking underneath me that I don’t even care that she could very well snap my damn neck.
“Fuck-yes-oh-my-god!” she babbles, writhing like a banshee, and I feel my own orgasm begin to build.
Don’t you fucking come in your pants. You’re not a damn teenager.
Baseball. Floor lamp. Pottery.
Ali’s body calms, her legs falling from my shoulders.
Grapefruit. Butterflies. Station wagons.
“Garrett,” she says, her face grave and anxious.
“Yes?”
“I need you inside me,” she whispers urgently.
I swallow, wanting so badly to bury myself in her I can barely take it.
And then I remember.
“Can’t,” I reply.
Her eyes grow frantic. “But-but—I need it.”
“Ali, I haven’t been laid in, God, it’s been months. I don’t carry around protection.”
Her chest rises and falls as she mulls over my words. After a full minute, she says, “I get multiple physicals a year for insurance purposes. They do a full panel. I’m clean.”
I bite my lower lip, trying to think with my rational brain, but my dick’s screaming so loud it’s hard to concentrate.
“I got checked after Vicki,” I reply back. “I’m clean.”
She spreads her legs further, bidding me to take her.
“I-I just don’t know.”
“Oh, come on! I need it.”
“What if I get you pregnant?”
“I’m on birth control, or at least I was. That was left back in Hollywood,” she says with a frown. “This isn’t my fertile week, anyway.”
The offer’s too tempting, or rather, I’m too weak. Ali’s lush body calls to me, fogging my brain. I undo my pants, pulling them off. Her breathing grows erratic, her eyes bulging when my cock springs from my boxers. I love how excited she gets.
“You’re huge,” she gasps.
I smile, hoping that’s a good thing.
She grabs the base of my cock, bidding me to her with an eagerness I’ve never seen before in a woman.
“You sure?” I ask.
“Hurry!”
I move closer, push her legs apart gently, which she wraps around me in response, urging me into her.
I bring my mouth down onto hers for one last kiss before asking, “You ready?”
